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May 2014
Only darkness, nothing more, in times of blackout,
with the power down, I can't find my candles.

Stumbling, hitting furniture, though
my house is almost empty,
mumbling
curse
words.

I can't see anything,
do or be
anything.

Get me out of here. Not a single answer,
only darkness.
If it's a risk to love, if we don't know if it will work, what can we...
BUT IMAGINE IF IT DOES.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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